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Over the Years Tattoo

NEWT POV:

I was walking home. I was grabbed and lifted over someone's shoulder. I squirmed and screamed. "NEWT IT'S ME" Thomas spat. I was surprised and stopped. "Tommy" I asked. He seemed angry. Thomas took me to a transit and we got on a bus. "Put me down" I said. People were staring. Thomas was giving them all death glares and either no one knows it's him or they are too scared to call the police. Thomas set me on my feet and held my arm. "Tommy what is it" I asked. Z bands also stop zombies from making certain choices. "I saw you with that guy" said Thomas. "Thomas I already told Jacob that it won't work between us. I didn't know he asked me out on a date until he tried to kiss me earlier" I said. "I'm not mad at you. I'm just mad it happened" said Thomas. We made it to a stop and Thomas walked me off the transit. We walked to my apartment and entered. I made sure my dad wasn't home. Thomas picked me up and laid me down on a couch. "Stay still" said Thomas.

He lifted my shirt and started to wipe something on my back. "Tommy we can talk about this" I said. "I just want to mark you so everyone knows you are mine alone" said Thomas. "Shouldn't the z you put on my forehead be enough" I asked. "It should of been" said Thomas. "Will it hurt" I asked. There is no way I can talk Thomas out of this. "No, maybe a little. Just so we are clear you are okay with tattoos right" asked Thomas. "Where did you bloody get the supplies to do tattoos" I asked as I looked at Thomas. He was wearing gloves and had a tattoo gun. "I borrowed it" said Thomas. "So you stole it" I said. "I'll return it" said Thomas. "Fine, can I atleast see the tattoo and where are you putting it" I asked. "You lower back and here is a sketch. I have the same thing but I'm doing my name on you" said Thomas as he handed me a sheet of paper. I looked. It was a heart with chains and a lock. Above the heart it said my heart belongs to Newt. However Thomas is going to use his name.

I gave the paper back to Thomas. "That works" I said. Thomas finished preparing the skin. "If this hurts let me know" said Thomas. Thomas started to do the tattoo. It hurt a little but not too much. I think it's mostly where you get it and your personal tolerance that will determine how much it hurts. I also have to make sure no one sees the tattoo. I can't say I got drunk. I preach my views too much and I'm under age. Thomas finished and wrapped it up. "You should leave that on for a couple hours" said Thomas. I sat up and Thomas put the tools back in a box. "Can you stay for a bit? Maybe just a few minutes at least" I asked. "Ya, I'll stay. I need to punish you for going on a date with some one else" said Thomas. I signed annoyed. Tommy I already told you. It meant nothing" I said. "Well I still need to punish you and I want to take you but in your room" said Thomas. "Fine" I said. Thomas and I went to my room. Thomas rubbed me on my bed but didn't enter me or touch my penis. He only stuck is tongue up my butt.